Needs to be stopped. I’m told I’m the bigger culprit but it goes both ways. Which is a relief. If I had a dollar for the phrase “start dating that girl already” I’ve heard from the gang over the past month, I would be a rich man by now. I feel like I’m back in high school days. Not a bad thing at all.
The curtain falls
Just like that. Even before I crossed the Atlantic for the first time I knew it would happen like this. Right down to the time and the way of delivery. Premonition, or vision, I can’t tell the difference. One thing I know that you will be missed very very very very badly the next time I enter your bedroom. I am glad you had a good life with your family all around you. Few in India, even among the privileged, go on to live well into their eighties. It’s funny that I didn’t cry hearing the news. I didn’t envision that I would. But I ended up crying anyway listening to the saddest story I have ever heard in my entire life at wee hours in the morning. It’s been a long, long time I have had exercised my lachrymal glands but today was it. I digress. Rest in peace, Didu.
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Seriously?
How can you even play coy, far less refuse to come to on an epic trip like that? D just cracks me up. Things have changed. We have a clearer picture of who’s coming and who’s not. The magic number is 7. We already have Abhi, Brandon, Jale, Trice and me, of course. Harrison may be on the boat. The Rapunzel is pissed off and wants to go her own way, and drive. Looks like I’ll see her the last time this June, in one piece at the very least. This is coming up to be bigtime epic! Did I say “epic”?
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Redux
And the planning starts from this week for the Back-to-Ladakh trip. It’s going to be epic! Oh yes sir, it will be. Ladakh here we come. Less than 8 months to go. This time, I will make amends to the lack of flexibility we had last year. I hope this time another Kansas City Shuffle won’t be necessary. Fingers crossed fo folks so they make it. Passionate people, check. Fun quotient, check check. Non-obnoxious, collegial ladies and gentlemen, triple check. Of all the people I seriously hope D and the Rapunzel makes it. Abhi and TG looks like a done deal. USC and YG would be cherry on top. Or if it comes to worse and I have to do it alone, so be it.
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Nostalgia
Or something else? I have debated time and time again to no particular success. Maybe it’s the historic and beautiful campus; or maybe it’s my repressed psychological longing to get back to my inter-school rivalry days by cheering for the football team at Scott Stadium again, singing the good ol’ song to the tunes of Auld Lang Syne every time the Cavaliers score points in a perfect Fall afternoon. Maybe it’s the brand name that comes with the Politics department and the university.Well, for sure I’m happy as a smug bug where I am and academically in terms of South Asian Politics UVA does not have any comparative advantage to GSU that I need to try for a transfer back to UVA. As they, the grass is greener on the other side or so it seems to the observer.
Or maybe, just maybe, it’s just that I want to spend time with a certain someone. Silly, I know. Irrational, more so. The matters of the heart are a mystery even to the Wise.
Categories: Academics, Introspection
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